The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, 'em out, word
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' and you ain't Universal Your whole style sounds like a commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest the mic apparatus Challengin' the God of rap is madness, I'll your status With this ugly lookin' billboard, you could them But I got enough albums to my own top ten
You like the spread of traffic You bite my off the radio So when you you bet I hear the static You better out like, Chuck, I kick like three, Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of your Of it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to curve indispicuous Gotcha, on your hands and Ain't it about time for real emcees?
The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here
Uh, we on a tonight When you see me comin', I don't front, I People say I'm contradictin' I'm all about peace To say the least, with a history It no mystery, these rappers wanna get with me My people don't see that, all they hear is stop me, huh Stop beatin' me, Chris, you want to help my career, Well, you can help if you exist, huh
I think it's 'bout time we these pop rappers these pop rappers, hip hop does matter to me Does it matter to you? My If it does, you what the hell to do Throw your guns in the air, pump it like, Let bitch ass rappers know we in here Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS you they at the end of they days
Let me tell you, let's give hip hop a And buy Nelly's album on June twenty fifth That'll send a message to all 'em sellouts House nigga rapper, your bottom done out You don't even how I told you I wasn't about you then But I'm talkin' you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes right St. Louis don't like you